Post by Alexander Storm on Sept 29, 2011 20:08:03 GMT -5
ALEXANDER DAX STORM
HEY THERE! my name is Antivenom, call me Skipper or Sam if you want and i'm twelve (shh) years old.
i'm a girlie and i've been roleplaying for four years.
but enough about me, here's my character. =]
nicknames: alex, xander
age: 16
birthdate: 8.23
religion: christian
sexuality: straight
grade: 11th grade
Scholarship or Full Tuition: Scholarship
playby: tyler posey
hometown: toronto, canada
parents: rhonda and peter storm
siblings: avan edward storm (12), raven eden storm (15)
otherss: a whippet dog named bosco.
brief history: alex was born in toronto, canada, but moved to kentucky just after his brother avan was born. he was usually very quiet as a child, and usually just hung around the barns. he had never seen a horse before they moved to the states, and they fascinated him. his parents decided to let him start riding, and miraculously, within a few weeks, he was an expert.
while racing one day with a leased horse, a rather snotty competitor bet him that he would give up his horse if he lost to alex. he gladly accepted the bet and - as expected - won. he took the horse and noticed that the mare was treated horribly. she was limping and her hooves were filthy and infected. knowing he should nurse her back to health, he quit competing for one year. when newly named Nothing But Blue Skies was healthy, he competed with her and wound up defeating the most famous riders. his parents decided to send him to North Creek Academy when he was offered a scholarship.
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dislikes: snotty people, arrogant people, riddles, confusing problems, being picked on, being the center of attention
favorite discipline: hunters, although he does equitation more
strengths: riding, hard-headed, stubborn, quick-minded
weaknesses: girls, being gullible, overreacts too much, jumps to conclusions
secrets: he is the only person to know that his little sister is adopted.
fears: isolation. he absolutely hates being in rooms with locked doors and no way out.
habits: biting his lip, tapping his foot when impatient, playing with fire when bored
overall personality: alex is rather quiet and blunt, but once you become his friend, or even his acquaintance, he will do anything to make you laugh. he's a sucker for girls and will kill himself before he makes one cry. his sister raven thinks he's foolish for being such a sweetheart to all girls, but alex doesn't care; he knows that he would never meet any girl without acting like a gentleman.[/size][/ul]
Nothing But Blue Skies
registered/show name: nothing but blue skies
barn name: blue
age: six (born 5.30)
gender: mare
colour: bay
markings: blaze and star with a stocking on her right front leg and a sock on the left front.
height: 15.2
breed: andelusian
sire: unknown
dam: unknown
discipline(s): equitation, some jumping
owned by: alexander storm - owned for three years
brief history and personality: she was mistreated as a foal and only born for competition. she is very timid and is a push-button horse, because all she's known is being told what to do. she has somewhat of a habit of tossing her head back and forth because her previous owner made her do that for the crowd before every competition. alex won her out of a bet and nursed her back to heath.
she is shy and a good listener, seemingly understanding to anything alex says to her. she likes to play in the pastures and is calm when in the barns. she is often afraid of strangers and will only calm down if alex is there.
dislikes: getting hooves picked, dusty places, being yelled at
fears: whips. she will run off if she sees one.
habits: tossing her head from side to side, raking the ground
Nataly walked around the park, hands in front of her stomach to control her breathing. She was singing, as always, just random notes. She constantly did this to keep her voice from getting rusty. "La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la..." She sang, going up and down scales quickly. She hoped no one else was around, or else she would be made fun of. Everyone though she was a brat and self-centered, including her sister Margot, but she didn't care - she was going to be famous someday. She needed to focus on her career. She then stopped for a moment and let out a loud and strong high F - the highest note she knew. Her voice rung throughout the park. It then faded, and she smiled, satisfied. I did it!
Then, she saw someone else sitting in the park on a bench. She grinned and began to walk towards the boy without thinking. "Hello! Did you hear that? It was a high F! Highest note on the scale! Did you know that high F is the hardest note to sing, even for soprano singers? Oh, by the way, I'm Nataly Pearson. You should know that already, but just in case you didn't," Nataly rambled, ending with a girly, excited giggle. Without asking, she sat down beside him and crossed her leg over the other.
secret word: cupcakes~
credits! template by MOLLIVER ! @ Caution 2.0.
lyrics are from "one more time" by the epically awesome daft punk.